C10 Ghost Doctor 13 Needles

With just one look, he could tell that the scar must have been cut by a sharp dagger, and it was deep to the bone. It must have been done by the enemy who hated Long Fei so much.

This Eighth Master didn't die, so he could be considered lucky.

"Junior greets Eighth Master." Retracting his gaze, these thoughts flashed across his mind in an instant.

Looking at Long Fei, who was worthy of the title of Emperor, Qin Zhong slightly nodded his head and cupped his fists to show his courtesy.

Long Fei, who was over forty years old, was in his prime, but only had one son, Loong Henn. It could be seen that he was also an infatuated person.

"You aren't like the other juniors who have some courage." Long Fei sat on the wooden chair, holding the grandmother green stone inlaid on the handle of the chair. He sized up the rather indifferent Qin Zhong from head to toe.

This kid actually made him unable to see through him?

Interesting. Thinking back to how he had roamed the world until now, he had only seen a few who could not see through him.

Thinking about it, this brat had some ability.

"Eighth Master, you flatter me. I think I should take a look at the patient first so that the people outside can relax." Qin Zhong looked at Long Fei in front of him and nodded slightly.

In front of this kind of person, it was best to be tense when they were not familiar with him. He had not officially let the Lau family admit it yet.

He could just pull this Eighth Master over to his side first.

Besides, didn't Lau Jianguo sincerely want to make a fool of himself outside? Then he couldn't just take advantage of the situation and share the good things with them.

Then he looked at Eighth Master's silent expression and walked forward with his long legs. He walked to Loong Henn, who was lying on the bed weakly.

Looking at Loong Henn's pale face, Qin Zhong put his finger on Loong Henn's weak pulse.

His heartbeat was already very weak. At least Lau Kun knew his own limits. If he knew that he could not save Lau Kun, he would go and find reinforcements. Otherwise, Eighth Master would not have let Lau family off so easily.

This Loong Henn should be the sole descendant of the Lau family. If the inheritance was broken by the Lau family, perhaps the luck of the Lau family would end here.

However, Qin Zhong saw the crux of the matter with just a glance.

"How is it? Can my son be saved?" Eighth Master saw the changes in Qin Zhong's expression and was naturally anxious. He quickly stood up and asked Qin Zhong who had a serious expression on his face.

Qin Zhong, who already knew what was going to happen, naturally knew how to save his son. However, he didn't want the people of Lau family to see his Stinger Technique again. Otherwise, he would be questioned when he went out, and he might even bring trouble to himself.

He raised his eyes and looked at Eighth Master with a serious expression. He had always believed in his own judgment. Otherwise, he wouldn't have created the Asura Hall, which stood at the peak of this world.

This Eighth Master had a ruthless character, but he valued relationships and loyalty. If he became friends with Eighth Master, he would be a powerful backer.

At least, before he recovered his previous identity, he was a good harbor for protection.

"You can save him. Give me the best silver needles you have. And only you can stay here. Everyone else, get out. " Qin Zhong furrowed his brows. He stretched out his large hand, which had clear joints, and pressed on Loong Henn's heart. He spoke in an orderly manner.

In this world, perhaps only the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Doctor could save him. It could be considered that this kid was lucky to have met him.

"How dare you! How dare you speak to our Eighth Master like this? Don't tell me you don't want your life anymore!" Before he could hear Eighth Master's reply, Qin Zhong heard a loud shout.

He turned his head and saw a man with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheeks pointing at him, as if he had committed some unforgivable crime.

Qin Zhong did not say anything. Usually, this kind of person who thought he was smart would not have a good ending.

"Shut up and get out!" Sure enough, Eighth Master saw that before he could say anything, the people beside him had taken the initiative to scold his son's only hope. How could he not be angry? After that, he fiercely shouted.

The poor man who was just now immediately smiled apologetically and kept silent. He hurriedly brought the surrounding black clothed bodyguards and walked out. This time, he was flattering his son on the horse's hooves.

"Eighth Master, you have to hurry up. Otherwise, even if Hua Tuo is alive, it will be difficult to save him." Qin Zhong's subordinate was pressing on Loong Henn's heart, which was gradually slowing down. He frowned and turned to Eighth Master and said.

These words were not a threat, but a fact.

He knew why the acupuncture points on Loong Henn's body looked so familiar. It was like his Thirteen Needles of Ghost Doctor, but it was not the least bit inferior.

When he was treating Elder Fei yesterday, he clearly felt that there was a profound gaze on him. It was just that the situation at that time was urgent and he did not have the time to take a look. Now that he thought about it, it was indeed Lau Kun.

After all, the only one who could recognize his technique at that time was probably the experienced Lau Kun.

He just didn't expect that after this old thing saw his spinning needle acupuncture technique, he wanted to learn and use it. Who knew that he hadn't practiced his hand yet, and only learned the epidermal skin to treat the illness.

His martial arts skills were not at home, which caused Eighth Master's son's condition to worsen rapidly, and he almost lost his life.

"Get ready now!" Eighth Master's heart tightened when he heard this. After that, he did not care about the tough tone in Qin Zhong's words. He hurriedly ordered the people at the door to bring the silver needle that Lau Kun had used just now.

If one were to say that the best use of needles in the medical world was this Old Man Liu. Unfortunately, he could not save his son. Eighth Master could not help but have some ill feelings in his heart.

But now, the quality of the afternoon needles in his hands was the best. There was no other way. Eighth Master let his hand go down to the main hall to look for Lau Kun.

"Mr. Liu, the Godly Doctor will borrow your needles." As expected of Eighth Master's subordinate. His words and actions were always straightforward. He did not hesitate at all. His voice was concise and expressed the purpose of his visit.

However, when Lau Kun heard this, he frowned.

What? He actually wanted him to lend his needle to this brat? It was fine if he used it once that day, but why did he need to use it again today?

"Take it. Tell Eighth Master not to be anxious."

However, not only did he not cure his son, he even made his son's condition worsen. He could only lend the needle to Qin Zhong with a calm face.

If it could not be treated, it should not dirty his things!

A bodyguard in black followed behind Eighth Master and hurriedly walked into the compartment.

Seeing that Qin Zhong was no longer pressing on the acupuncture points on Loong Henn's body, Eighth Master did not know much about medicine. He only felt that this kid in front of him was a little more reliable.

Then he opened the silver needle and placed it next to Qin Zhong's hand, so that he could directly reach it.

Qin Zhong saw that the tools were all working. His palm, which had clear joints, picked up a shiny silver needle. With his deep eyes fixed, the silver needle flew out from his fingertip. It was so fast that Eighth Master didn't even see it clearly with his eyes.

The Thirteen Needles of Ghost Doctor reappeared!

Qin Zhong's handsome face was extremely solemn, and Eighth Master also let out a breath of relief. All of his son's life was in this kid's hands!